Pfft—
She fiercely bit the tip of her tongue, spitting a mouthful of extremely pure Nine-Tailed lifeblood essence onto the broken blade.
Tianhe Secret Art, Reverse Flowing Cloud!
Deep within those cold, clear eyes, an eerie crimson flashed extremely covertly.
Su Lingyan's battered, frail body was enveloped by a mass of sword light mixed with bloody qi.
Enduring the agonizing, bone-deep tearing pain near the base of her thighs, she struggled immensely to follow the residual aura left by Gu Yang, leaping into that inverted death force field.
With every movement to gather momentum, the tattered flowing immortal dress rubbed against her mangled wounds.
Her nose beaded with cold sweat and her tense, fragile neck seemed incredibly precarious in the reverse-flowing astral winds.
But she bit her pale lower lip hard, letting the blood flow backward along her chin and into her hair.
Those eyes fixed dead upon the tall, straight figure above, who looked like a demon god.
That was the only absolute power she could see in this cage of despair.
...
The middle section of the waterfall.
Amidst the deafening roar, an extremely sharp, scalp-numbing screech suddenly mixed in.
Swish, swish, swish—!
In the originally pure silver water flow, hundreds of thousands of blinding silver lights suddenly erupted without warning!
They were mutated demonic beasts, less than half a foot long, their entire bodies resembling flying swords as thin as cicada wings, and completely eyeless.
Upstream Silver Sturgeons.
Utilizing the terrifying upward water pressure with extreme bloodthirst, their speed broke through the limits of the Foundation Establishment stage.
Tens of thousands of Silver Sturgeons connected head to tail, instantly twisting into an incredibly violent storm of death within this narrow waterfall channel!
A dozen zhang above.
Two righteous sect disciples who had just used a heavy treasure to force their way here did not even have time to let out a scream.
The moment their protective dharma treasures touched the storm, they were shredded into fine powder like rotten wood.
Next was flesh and blood, then bone.
In just the blink of an eye, two living men were sliced to pieces by this group of extremely brutal monsters, turning into a sky full of upstream-flowing scarlet bloody mist.
The strong, rusty smell of blood instantly ignited the frenzy of the entire sturgeon school.
They suddenly changed direction, like an angry silver dragon made of tens of thousands of sharp swords, lunging down toward Gu Yang with extreme brutality!
Lan Caidie clung tightly to Gu Yang's neck.
Seeing that silver blade storm churning down to cover the sky and earth, her seductive face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Extreme fear caused her entire body to tremble violently, her soft, delicate body even spasming uncontrollably.
Master...
She closed her eyes in utter despair, pressing her red lips tightly against the rough texture of Gu Yang's neck.
Waiting for the agonizing pain of ten thousand swords piercing her heart.
However.
Gu Yang's abyss-like black eyes did not flicker in the slightest.
His thin lips curled into an extremely cold, tiny arc.
First-tier Dao Platform, Chaos Lotus Platform.
Buzz—!
There was no earth-shattering explosion of spiritual energy.
An extremely massive, semi-transparent phantom of a five-colored light lotus bloomed silently amidst the incredibly chaotic reverse water currents.
The light lotus was over a zhang tall. Green, red, yellow, white, and black—the five ultimate, pure origins of the Five Elements—flowed endlessly upon its petals.
The five enormous, almost tangible petals closed slowly, extremely gently yet with an absolutely unshakable momentum.
Like an inverted glazed pagoda, they perfectly shielded Gu Yang and the warm jade in his arms right in the center of the stamen.
Ding ding ding ding ding—!
A dense, teeth-aching barrage of impacts exploded against the five-colored lotus platform.
Those Upstream Silver Sturgeons, capable of instantly shredding top-grade dharma treasures, were brutally shattered into a sky full of silver powder by the terrifying rebound force of the mutually generating Five Elements the moment they touched the lotus platform's light barrier!
Thousands upon thousands of mutated demonic fish charged in wave after wave, yet they did not even have the qualifications to leave a single ripple on the light barrier.
Gu Yang held Lan Caidie with one arm, his coarse gray hemp garments not fluttering in the slightest inside the lotus platform.
He stepped with extreme composure through the inverted void. Amidst this storm of death that would be enough to make a Core Formation cultivator fall, he walked upstream as casually as if strolling through a courtyard.
Lan Caidie stared blankly and opened her eyes.
Looking at the five-colored light barrier right before her, and the crushed silver hell of flesh and blood outside it.
She then tilted her head up, looking at Gu Yang's sharply defined profile, which showed not a hint of emotional fluctuation.
An unprecedented, extremely morbid, and ultimate sense of security, accompanied by a dizzying thrill, instantly pierced through her soul.
Her soul-stealing eyes brimmed with near-insane worship.
Her long, slender legs, previously limp from fright, unconsciously wrapped tightly around Gu Yang.
And dozens of zhang below.
Su Lingyan struggled immensely, swinging her longsword to knock away a few Silver Sturgeons that had slipped through the net.
The webbing between her thumb and forefinger had long been shocked into a bloody mess, and her tattered flowing immortal dress could barely cover her body.
She raised her cold, pale face, stained with blood and grime.
She looked in extreme shock at the five-colored glazed pagoda rising against the current amidst the violent sword flow, exuding an aura of invulnerability to all magic.
What an overbearing, what a despair-inducing absolute defense.
That was a realm of the gods that those self-proclaimed genius sword cultivators of the Tianhe Sword Sect could never reach in their entire lives.
Su Lingyan's breathing fell entirely into chaos.
But her originally dim, glass-colored eyes stared intently at the five-colored pagoda above, which emanated an aura of invulnerability.
Like a drowning person staring at the only piece of driftwood in the abyss.
Suddenly.
From the void high above, an extremely ear-piercing, explosive boom rang out.
Crack—Boom!
It was the sound of sword qi collapsing.
That stunningly beautiful female cultivator from the Supreme Sword Sect, stepping on a Taiji Sword Diagram, was coldly looking down at the followers struggling like ants below.
In those eyes without a trace of warmth, a flash of extremely disgusted murderous intent appeared.
A bunch of lowly rogue cultivators think they are worthy of laying their hands on the Supreme fortuitous encounter.
She raised her hand with extreme coldness, and a pure white sword light as thick as a water vat slashed out with a boom.
It did not slash at anyone.
Instead, it slashed with extreme precision onto the base of a massive floating island above, as large as a mountain, which bore the residual sword intent of an ancient mighty figure.
Rumble—!
The massive floating island instantly split into pieces.
That ancient sword intent that had been maintained for thousands of years collapsed with a boom, and the entire force field of the inverted sword waterfall suffered a highly fatal cave-in at this moment!
The silver waterfall that was originally flowing straight upstream was as if suddenly choked by an invisible giant hand.
Buzz—!
A reverse-flowing sword qi tsunami, dozens of zhang wide and extremely compressed to the point of being nearly viscous, completely deviated from its original trajectory.
Mixed with countless tiny inverted reefs, it resembled a giant silver Asura blade shooting upward, sweeping viciously toward the three people below at a terrifying speed that left absolutely no time to react!
There was nowhere to hide.
The scalp-numbing shadow of death instantly shrouded this chaotic void.
At the very bottom, Su Lingyan bore the brunt of it.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
